It all made sense now. On that night where he came to my house, he asked me to bandage his bloody fist. He did not fall off his bike, he fought that night. When he went to that bar before visiting his dad at the prison, he walked into the bar with his shades—to not get noticed.

The hints were right in front of me, but I was oblivious to it.

"Shocker eh?" Kai broke the silence.

"I can never imagine Jeremy fighting, I've seen Blades fight but it's so hard to believe it's Jeremy. " I breathed out.

We are a team afterall, but he doesn't even tell me where he is going, so why should I? I have to find a way to leave this house without Kai noticing.

Creeping down the flight of stairs, i grabbed Kai's skateboard. Making sure that Kai wasn't in view, I left without a sound.

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My legs were becoming numb after skateboarding a mile or maybe even more. With directions from passer-bys, I was finally standing before an ordinary house. I had no clue who to expect. So far, my life had been less predictable than it used to be.

Taking a deep breath, I pressed against the doorbell. I had to admit that I was extremely brave to go to a house which I had no idea who lived there. He could even be a murder or psychopath.